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// 45. Broken - by Bahatumay 
// Story: RariJack - The Compilation of Prompts 
// by Titanium Dragon 
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bahatumay


Broken.





“It's broken beyond repair, Rarity! Absolutely fubared and such!”

“Eeyup,” Mac agreed.

Rarity shuffled her hooves slightly. “I don't think that's a word.”

“Nope,” Mac said agreed with Rarity this time.

Applejack glared at her brother. “Don't you have someplace else to be?”

“No-” He froze at his sister's expression and quickly changed his tune. “Eeyup!” And with that, he quickly made himself scarce.

Rarity put a comforting, albeit hesitant, foreleg over Applejack's shoulders. “I don't suppose you'd take it lightly if I told you you might be overreacting just the teensiest bit?” she said.

“Overreacting?” Applejack spat, throwing off her foreleg. “Rarity, this is the apple corer that founded Ponyville! Granny Smith's granny used this very corer to peel the first apple grown here, and then the first zap Apple grown here, and then the first…”

“And a fine job she did,” Rarity broke in. “Truly. But perhaps it's time to move on…”

“Move on?! This is a piece of Ponyville history! How do you suppose we're just gonna move on? What if your sewing machine, the one you used for Celestia's dress, broke down? What then?”

Rarity answered truthfully. “I'd get a new one, as I'd probably still have orders that needed to be filled.”

“You just don't get it!” Applejack grumbled. “We earth ponies don't have fancy magic to fix things, so we make 'em good so we don't have to. Adds sentimental value and such. Not like you'd know about th-”

She was suddenly cut off when Rarity abruptly stopped her motion short with her forehead, filling her vision with a very annoyed unicorn. “That's not what you said at our anniversary dinner last week,” she growled.

Applejack had the distinct feeling she'd crossed a line, a feeling that only got stronger when Rarity began pushing her backwards towards the wall.

“I get that you are upset. I understand that this was a big deal to you. I know you are feeling frustrated and defeated. But there is no call for you to take that out on me.”

Applejack bumped into the wall. The two mares held their positions for a while longer.

And then Applejack broke their standoff. “I just… it was my fault it broke, see? And I just… ruined everything… and… my fault and…”

Rarity pulled her into a hug. “These things happen,” she said, leaning down to kiss Applejack's cheek and tasting the slight saltiness she would later deny. “Maybe the real tradition is doing things as a family, the Apple way,” she said. “You really didn't end anything at all.”

“Guess you're right.”

“I know I'm right, darling. And I'm sure it'll end well. You of all ponies know you can't keep an earth pony down.”





Next prompt: Paper.